Although the moon was screaming a bright light, it was even brighter.
Imiah felt something danger, but then she heard what seemed to be a ship falling from the atmosphere. She sensed something familiar. Suddenly it clicked her brothers and Lorne along with Jacen were on that ship. It's been years since they've been back. She'd been ever so lonely without them. Something was missing in this feeling. Yet she did not think of that.
She rushed out on her balcony a voice echoed.
Use the force Imiah listen to me.
She looked around to see if it was someone nearby, Nobody. She closed her eyes and held her arm out she felt a shattered and somehow slowed the ship down, she was struggling, but she focused as much as she could. She saved. She let go.
She felt somebody behind her it stepped close behind her quickly the man grabbed her by the neck: no flesh or a pulse, but cold hard metal. The robotic hand clenched almost snapping her neck. Its breathing was weird, strange even. In the corner of her eye was a tall man with a mask with only black shaped like a skull almost. It's firm grip stronger, but this time he spoke.
"Why did you help that ship." His voice sounded like a machine his voice familiar yet stern.
"What's it to your metal brain." The grip grew worse.
"They were rebels coming from hyperspace." His voice was now sterner.
She fell as one of the stormtroopers got orders to stun.
She fell violently this worried the Sith lord.
The man picked her up carefully. The troopers and the dark side freak had walked fast but, in that time, he'd looked down at her. He felt something in her. Power, Strength and compassion. Her aura felt mystifying and unearthly. He looked at her eyes closed tightly; he felt uncanny and uncertain. Anger filled his soul, but compassion was still a little spark.
The cell door had opened as he ordered the guards to leave them be.
He stared at her. He felt like he knew her.
The hologram popped up the emperor of this new day and era cloaked in mysterious ways.
"Ah, My young apprentice." The emperor
"My master." He kneeled in honour.
"So, you've captured the Jedi cluster?" Although his cloaked robe hid his face, you could sense his smile.
"Yes, My master." He answered while still kneeling on one knee.
"Good, Execute them immediately." He commanded his Marinette.
Imiah awoke rubbing her eyes the Sith was gone, she was in restraints.
She knew that she could escape somehow.
She closed her eyes commanded the now brainwashed stormtroopers to let her free.
She knocked down the commander with her fisted.
She wore the commanders uniform disposing of the crimpled corpse throwing it into the nearby trash shoot.
She heard the commlink in the helmets.
They were going to raid the ship of a ship called the Millennium falcon.
She commanded her "squad" to move on. So, they did. She walked into the Millennium Falcon, and WHACK! She was knocked out. This was all too easy.
"FIRE AT THAT SHIP!" She heard shouting, and it made her wake up. She saw a young girl who seems to be staring at her.
"Celestial Scum." She snapped.
"I'm not a part of the empire." She hissed at her sneering.
"Then, what are you?" The brat asked
"I'm the ruler of Naboo. I demand you to get me back." She shouted; she laughed and walked off. Imiah fell back to sleep.
"We're on Tatooine, do you have the explosive for the station." A deep voice followed by that annoying brat. She listened whilst in her sleep. They left, and she broke through the restraints making a run for it. She hopped on a speeder. Checking behind her to see if anyone was following her, but no one.
The sun was setting. She closed her eyes as she was falling asleep. It went terrible; she fell off a tall cliff,f not sure if it would make it or not. The sunset behind her was all shades of reds. She survived the fall. And saw a structure, Perhaps an old moisture farm?
She stopped by it. Unpacking the stolen goods, she walked inside there were two doors her curiosity let her mind ponder. Her tummy growled like a wild boar from Naboo. She was homesick. She saw the remains of photos.
"Heh, Vintage photos." She talked to herself softly.
She grabbed a ration pack and ate it slowly until something in the corner of her eye glowed, and a mysterious wind blew. As always, her curiosity got the better of her. She ditched her food. Walking up to see 3 glowing figures.
The looked at her lovingly they smiled. She strangely felt at peace. Then one step forward. Suddenly she saw a weird magical glow coming from the ground, Blue and Green.
"Use the force." The voice echoed. She was under a spell. Her eyes glowed as she closed her kneeling to the ground. She meditated, then she heard something move. She opened her eyes to see the female ghost standing there. She snapped out of that state; fear stung her heart.
It spoke gentle, kindly even but yet it didn't make her feel better "I sense much fear in you young Skywalker..." The old man spoke next to the woman, "Do not fear, but use hope." Said the female and then the younger ghostly figure came out from the both of them with the box.
"Use these well, Young Skywalker." He smirked kindly stroking my hair softly. I smiled back. Then it hit me I'm not Skywalker this must be a hallucination. "I'm no Skywalker she stood up strongly I'm a Naberrie." She said stubbornly. All three of them turned away, and the old man looked back "Sure, kid.